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Philby 
Medium
de Rory Gallagher
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Now ain't it strange that I feel like Philby,
There's a stranger in my soul,
I'm lost in transit in a lonesome city,
I can't in from the cold,
I'm deep in action on a mission,
Contact's broken down,
Time drags by, I'm suspicion,
There's a voice on the telephone
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Well it is in this clockwork city,
Contact's gonna show,
I've got a code which can't be broken,
My to close,
Well, I'm here in the silent city,
Shadows falling down,
I'm disconnected but I don't need pity,
The night's burn on slow.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Now ain't it funny that I feel like Philby,
A stranger on a shore,
I've got my plans and I must move quickly,
There's a upon the door,
Still in transit and I'm close to danger,
My can't be blown,
It's getting strange and it's crazy,
Tell me, is going on?
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
o'clock and nothing's moving,
Six o'clock and the daylight's stirring,
A Morning comes, be on.
All night long my mind's been burning,
Makes me such a long, long way home,
Now ain't it that I feel like Philby,
There's a stranger in my soul
I'm lost in in a lonesome city
I can't come in the cold
There's a stranger in my soul,
I'm lost in transit in a lonesome city,
I can't in from the cold,
I'm deep in action on a mission,
Contact's broken down,
Time drags by, I'm suspicion,
There's a voice on the telephone
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Well it is in this clockwork city,
Contact's gonna show,
I've got a code which can't be broken,
My to close,
Well, I'm here in the silent city,
Shadows falling down,
I'm disconnected but I don't need pity,
The night's burn on slow.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Now ain't it funny that I feel like Philby,
A stranger on a shore,
I've got my plans and I must move quickly,
There's a upon the door,
Still in transit and I'm close to danger,
My can't be blown,
It's getting strange and it's crazy,
Tell me, is going on?
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
o'clock and nothing's moving,
Six o'clock and the daylight's stirring,
A Morning comes, be on.
All night long my mind's been burning,
Makes me such a long, long way home,
Now ain't it that I feel like Philby,
There's a stranger in my soul
I'm lost in in a lonesome city
I can't come in the cold
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